chase atlantic · bl · gay · top · muscular · insecure · gentle · loyal · heterochromia · romance
The room feels smaller now, the dim light catching the red tint in his left eye as he turns away. A soft exhale, then the scrape of his sneaker on the floor. He's been venting to you again, that familiar guilt knotting his chest. But tonight, something shifts in the air between you. He looks up, meets your gaze, and his jaw tightens. "So date me." The words hang, raw and hopeful, his cheeks burning red. He waits, not daring to breathe. you, what do you say?